01/26/2026
What if the selflessness, the messiness, the compromises of caring for our babies, prepares us for caring for our elderly or sick family members down the road? A cycle š Our culture that relies heavily on baby products and programs that aim to make motherhood less āburdensomeā- bottles, sleep devices and programs with the promise of more uninterrupted sleep, the pressure to get back to work and pay someone else to care for our babies and toddlers⦠is the same culture thatās made it the norm to put our elderly or sick family members into facilities and pay others to care for them while we visit at our own convenience. No middle of the night wake ups to help them to the bathroom, no remembering what medications and when, no assisted showers, brushing hair, lotioning up and getting into fresh clothes, no sitting with their fears and frustrations.
Now Iām not saying we should go any of this alone. It always takes a village. I am grateful for feeding alternatives, childcare options, and the professional caretakers who help us through difficult times with our sick and elderly (shoutout to the angel nurses in Hospice)
I think our hardest seasons are with our babies and with our elderly and sick. I also think these times are the most fulfilling. They shape us and re frame the way we look at the world around us, in the best ways. These experiences shift the way we think about our own existence. The uncomfortable and overwhelming, the stretching⦠it gives us wisdom and confidence. We donāt always feel it in the moment. But later we see the grand scheme of the lessons and growth it brought us.
Caring for my dying parents and grandmother, caring for my babies, have all been the most profound experiences of my life. Pillars that hold my character up. They have shaped me into someone Iām proud to be and given me wisdom Iām grateful to pass down to my own children.
Just sharing some ramblings. Motherhood wonāt be the only time in our lives that requires us to carry more than we ever thought we were capable of. This life is heavy, and beautiful, and messy, and so so full of love.